Memorial Day Page #3

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Wanna know why?

Yeah.

Because we can do one thing they can't.

Kill at a distance.

Cedar Waxwing.

All right, Mrs. O'Malley.

Bye-bye.

Justin, your parents need you back

for chores, dear.

Is Kyle going to be okay?

He's going to be just fine. Now,

you can use the back door. Bye-bye.

Is Opa sad?

Oh, Ruthy.

Do you remember when you skinned your knee

riding your scooter last summer?

She wasn't wearing kneepads.

- No fair.

- Ow.

And we put a bandage on it, right?

And then when it was all better,

we took the bandage off.

But that hurt almost as much as the owy.

Didn't it?

Does Opa have any owy?

I don't see it.

How old were you when your grandpa

told you all this?

I was 13, ma'am.

Did you even know he had been

in the war?

I did, but I knew not to talk about it.

The strictest rules in any family

are the ones never spoken, right?

Yes, ma'am.

So, why push it?

You gotta know the rules in order

to break them. Right, ma'am?

And you were the only one

not afraid of him?

Oh, I was scared as hell that day.

By his stories?

No.

What then?

His face.

It was like there was something...

melting away.

His burdens?

His protection.

Well?

Well, what?

What the heck you waiting for?

Pick another one.

What is this from?

My ass.

By way of a German potato masher.

Know what that is?

Want to hear about it?

Give it to me.

Captain Marshall.

Another day in paradise, eh,

Lieutenant?

Something on your mind, Lieutenant?

Beside the fact that there are enemy

artillery spotters watching us right now?

I suppose you have an

"alternate strategy."

We could dig in on the reverse slope and

put observation posts here, here and here.

That way we'll

have men come from the east...

If the Germans take this road, Lieutenant, our

trucks can't pass and the offensive stalls.

Third Platoon has to hold,

and you're their sole protection.

Look, Vogel, you and I know three things.

The Krauts are going to

steamroll your flank.

This is still the best plan. And you're

the only one I trust who can do it.

Take it as a compliment.

May I request a spotting round

before dark, sir?

Yeah, we've got extra 81-mills.

You could have three, four.

Just one.

We'll keep them guessing.

Oh, Lieutenant? One more thing.

Yes, sir.

Merry Christmas.

I can't believe this sh*t.

Yeah, me, neither. Figured most guys

would have gone chicken sh*t.

You're happy about this?

I'm happy Vogel is my commander

and not you.

Morning, Sarge.

Morning, Private.

Gorski, smokes.

Listen up, gentlemen.

We've got a spotting round coming

in. Don't get too excited.

Yes, sir.

Gorski?

Yes, sir.

Damn it, Gorski!

We got a spotting round coming in.

No distractions, okay, Gorski?

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